The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 125 Sean glanced at Willow when he heard those words.

Willow was a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

After all, this matter was indeed one she had told Fion about. It seemed like she had quite a loose tongue. “I‘m asking you a question. Why are you looking at Willow?

“Do you really have six million?” Fion frowned slightly and asked again in an unkind tone.

“Yes.”

Sean nodded gently.

Fion was taken aback when she heard that. She had not been expecting Sean to actually answer yes.

“Where is it? Take the money out and let me have a look.”

Fion still did not believe that Sean, a cripple, had six million.

She thought he would never be able to earn six million in his entire lifetime.

“Mom, I‘ve seen the text message about a transaction of six million being transferred to Sean’s card.

“Why don‘t you believe me? Besides, Sean owns the money, so there’s no need to show it to us, right?”

Willow frowned and stopped her mom with a soft tone.

“Hmph!

“I didn‘t ask you to speak! Shut up.”

Fion snorted coldly and stretched out her palm to Sean. She said, “Take the money out.”

She had a tough attitude as if she was giving him an order.

However, even in the face of Fion‘s attitude, Sean merely glanced at her and moved his wheelchair straight toward his room.

He ignored Fion as if he was disdainful of talking to her. “Willow, look at him! Look at the attitude he has! “Well, this is still our home!

yet he doesn’t know how

doesn’t know that beggars shouldn‘t

was furious and vented her anger at

like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her voice, fearing that Sean would overhear

“What? Am I wrong?

a freeloader residing in my home

coldly. Her words were full

human!

about him makes him feel ashamed, you

not like he stays at our house and willfully

because at the time he was very prestigious, so grandpa thought

sneered when Willow

once capable, but

matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple

cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded in

can we rush to beg others for help when they’re in a successful

while they’re already down

“We…”

Fion’s slap on the table before she

This is a society that

have nothing, absolutely nothing, without

him about money, he

about his connections, he has no

bullied, how can he defend your honor as

him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s

how great he

leaves the Quinn Residence, he and I will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight

and Fion looked at each other for nearly half a minute. She knew very well how stubborn Fion

say I had

about those things after he recovers and

have to

give him some time. Can’t you

trace of desperate

“Of course not!